Robert Earl Keen - Chrisel guitar tab
Christabel
Robert Earl Keen
Capo V
Intro: (Just a rough interpretation. You should be able to fake your way through)
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Am G
Spent seven long days and seven hard nights
Dsus2/F# C E7
In a sixty-two Chevy, the broke tail lights
Am G
An east bound man in a west bound lane
Dsus2/F# C E7
A dish-water blond about sixteen
Am G
Was standin' on the shoulder with a ribbon in her hair
Dsus2/F# C E7
Her hand on her hip and her thumb in the air
Am G
I pulled off the road as she grabbed for the door
Dsus2/F# C E7
I knew the wind was cold 'cause I'd seen it all before
And I was scared
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Things ain't never what they seem
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When you found you livin' in your own dream.
The moonlight peeped in behind the clouds
Now and again on this godless child
The radio was scrambled, cracklin' in the air
The ribbon she wore looked old in her hair
I saw the moonlight sliver dead on her face
I knew it was true she was in the wrong place
In the wrong time, in the wrong tale
I knew when I'd ask her she'd hiss Christabel
Things ain't never what they seem
When you found you livin' in your own dream.
She was after the man who left her alone
No father beside her, her love long time gone
And a snake deep inside her a hiss in her head
The rest that had been her was dying or dead
She'd a taste for young women with pearly white skin
she spat on the floor when she spoke of the man
who made her like this who had written her tale
this medieval maid they called Christabel
Things ain't never what they seem
When you found you livin' in your own dream.
Then she breathed out the story of her lover to be
A knightâs shiny armor on a silvery steed
Who longed to be worthy so sought the crusade
While she waited breath bated in linen brocade
But a pair of black eyes wove round her a spell
The snake they called Lydia seduced Christabel
She cuddled her tender and poisoned her soul
She stole her young body and made it her own.
Things ain't never what they seem
When you found you livin' in your own dream.
Now the knight would love Lydia in Christabel's arms
And Lydia would have him should they ever return
But Lydia was left with the story undone
No silvery steed, no castle, no throne
Half woman, half serpent, entwined in a spell
A bard's blackened fancy this medieval tale
And she faded at dawning to burden the beast
Deep in the dream of those bound for the east
Like me
